here's a translation for all you non-spanish people! I think I translated it right.

¨James Paul McCartney, of 60 years, son of Liverpool by chance and father of millions by genius, does not need already neither the James neither the McCartney. As the large, as the kings, as the chosen of the Ground, has its absolute identity in the four letters of its second name and the barely three that orders the phonetics: Pol. Any that hear them in any point of the world where resuenen what knows signify. Pol is, by always, beatle. And beatle is, by always, magic and wonder, yesterday, today and tomorrow, miracle, and as much as word enclose the richest one of the languages. Pol is, tambien John, George and Ringo. Is the 60' : the prodigious decade. It is love, peace, liberty: words that in that unrepeatable music recover the meaning that so many betraied. Pol is smell of multitudes, furtive tears in which they passed the 40, amazement in the boys that recently hear to speak of him (of them), and to sacred fear when someone confronts the task to count that life, those lives, that colossal one bengala that all.¨ he illuminated him